Concealment

A simple word That's barely heard It's just inside Perfectly hidden In a locket Deep in pockets Are the secrets Perfectly hidden Controlling names Is now the game To staying clam When you inflict Your insecure Demeanour That's clear to see But perfectly hidden Just like me We're all hurting From words of others That's perfectly hidden

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